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 Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 11:05 pm
It was indeed not the best of days to be wandering about, not with the Candidatemaster out and about, especially after Iden himself, who had been shirking his chores more than he would have liked to admit. With the comfortable weather of late and all the excitement, he'd managed to duck off often to enjoy the sunshine where it could be found, usually lurking among the dragons. That had gotten him caught a couple of times, though, so today he was having to be a bit crafty...
Head down and his scarf pulled up over the flame of red that was his hair, Iden was shrinking himself as best he could, slouching along as if he had some purpose... and whistling to himself, pleased.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 7:33 am
Millet was running errands, almost per her usual thanks to that little irk about her that couldn't refuse. She toted the heavy bucket that bounced against her leg with a bit of effort, the contents inside much heavier then she would have liked them to originally be. She would have cursed herself at the start of this were she to know that she'd be lugging around so much today, but the fact that whenever she got done people always thanked her made it a little worth while.
A very little.
Eventually it got to the point where she had to take a break and set the bucket down, her arms aching and her leg starting to hurt from being banged against. Since she'd been busy up until now no one could say she was being lazy and that suited her just well, though the sound of someone whistling as they moved around caught her attention and caused her to glance about.
"??"
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 8:32 pm
The sight of the small, rather cute girl, as Iden turned the corner, made him smile, stopping whistling. Today was a good day, and if he could pull someone into his plans, it would be even better, he had no doubt. A broad smile blossomed across his handsome features -- the smile that his mother had once called his heartbreaker smile -- as he looked over at her.
"Oi," called Iden calmly, with a sweet, warm grin and a lilt in his voice as he slipped out of the shadows, approaching Millet with one big hand held out. "Hard at work, are we? What're you hauling there, missy?" Leaning in, he peered inquisitively into the bucket with a low, soft questioning hmmmmm?
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 5:17 pm
"Oh! Hi Iden!"
Milly blinked and quickly placed the voice and face of the Candidate before her as an older boy by only a few Turns, one she rather liked hanging out with. They weren't really close at all since she hung out with mostly younger weyrbrats, but she at least knew enough of him to be wary of his smile. Some of the older girls had claimed he was up to no good but she didn't see the harm in that.
"I'm, um, I was asked to go find some flitt eggs today by one of the older girls. She'd heard talks that someone had seen a green having a Flight a little while ago and she wants an egg to give to the boy she likes, so. . . "
So naturally that meant she went and asked Milly to look for them for her. It was an easy enough task, and now the girl was toting around a bucket full of hot sand to keep whatever she could find warm until it was delivered.
"What about you?"
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